Love Poems About Pride or Pride Love Poems
by Daniel Turner |
Categories: love, mother,

A Gift of Love

Around my mom, I always felt my guilt
My conscience seem to always take her side
Some years ago, I gave her a new quilt
I still recall the tears of joy she cried

My gift of love to warm her nights with pride
It's hand sewn patches in a ring design
It showed up at my door after she died
Inside a plain brown box tied with used twine

And though there was no note, I read her mind
She knew the message sent would be received
A gift of love, to warm, when life's unkind
She once made quilts to give to those in need

Her gift of love with message plain to see
She knew the one in need, this time... was me.



    by Daniel Turner

by Robert Lindley |
Categories: anxiety, dark, emotions, fate, grief, pain, sorrow,

Hope, a Little Remained

Hope, A Little Remained

She walked the creaking floors of the rat-infested room,
trying to remember what tragedy had sent her to this shabby place.
Her heart felt the desperate pains, that lost love sends in aching waves,
praying her sleeping infant does not wake and cry out from its feverish thirst.

He paced the cold cell, languishing in deep misery, heart shattered,
each step an eternity echoing curses, a testament to his broken pride.
Although thousands of miles apart, he felt her loss, never-ending sorrows,
dawn would come, priest would take his last confession, yet Hope remained.

7-03-2018
For Silent One's,  eight lines of fate, when you wonder if it is too late.

by Besma Riabi Dziri |
Categories: africa, beauty, happiness, home, pride, tribute,

Your Love I'Ll Ever Bear

I want to word my very Love for you
though as a shy child, I start to stammer
a beloved Mother, my sole bijou
as I am of your prime Land enamoured.

A rose breathing the scent of your terra
born and bred knowing no other home soil
how can I bear the burn of your Summer
anger and worry within my chest boil.

I want to paint my very pride in you
with drops of my blood and ivory star
then draw your nature and beauty anew
how would my poetry meet who you are?

To my dear mother, shall I, You compare?
TUNISIA, Your Love, I'll ever bear.


by Charlie Smith |
Categories: birth, childhood, prayer, religious,

The Treasure of Birth

It's hard to describe
that true sense of pride

that comes with the worth
of your babies birth

A child takes your heart
right from the start

and wills you to sow
a love destined to grow

From dress ups to cupcakes
from boo-boos to heartbreaks

it's all worth the pain
from the treasure we gain

Time spent together
can only be measured

in memories we hold 
as part of our soul

God keep this life
from turmoil and strife

give it love and care
and blessings to share

For all that we ask
is that we're up to the task

and do all that we must
to honor your trust.

by Emile Pinet |
Categories: beautiful, emotions, feelings, heart, how i feel, love,

What Is Love

How does one answer, what is love; it's part hope, part apparition. But what it truly is; sort of simply defies definition. Have you ever felt so alive that it was almost too extreme? And caught up in passion's drive, have you ever followed your dream? Have you ever stolen a kiss that left you floating on a cloud? And filled with spontaneous bliss, have you ever shouted out loud? Have you ever danced upon air; or felt warm and gooey inside? And should jealous eyes gawk and stare, have you ever strutted with pride? Have you ever felt wholly whole, falling head over heels in love? And found such bliss within your soul that it rivals heaven above?

by Besma Riabi Dziri |
Categories: africa, art, blessing, feelings, how i feel, humanity, patriotic,

My Allegiance I Vow

To my terra of roots
my allegiance I vow
I wallow in your fruits
and to your flag I bow.

Dream not till wake of dawn
beaming sun light I wait
burst of glee of no bourn
the feels of the soul, sate.

Awe chills into my spine
as your Hymn in pride sung
for Home in peace I pine
and love never be swung.

How could my pen, you turn
in a fine rhyming word
as my quill longs to learn
inking with grace and verve.

by Gershon Wolf |
Categories: longing, love hurts, romance,

My Love She'D Lent

~ MY LOVE SHE'D LENT ~

I followed her where'er she went
Lured onward by her fragrant scent

She clasped his hand, a handsome gent
How could she know my love she'd lent

I died one thousand deaths inside
Choked back my tears with wounded pride

How long such anguish could I bear
My heart asunder to let tear

The hour had come to make my move
My love for her I had to prove

Unsteady I, and quite unsure
Just how to break the news to her --

My tongue was still despite I tried
'To ask her this: 'Please be my bride.'



      ~ Iambic Tetrameter ~

        December 30, 2019

by Poet Destroyer A |
Categories: beauty, immigration, magic, metaphor, pride, summer, sun,

Sun Dance

~Sun Dancing~         

Bright yellow sparks glisten around the landscape
Sheer environment expose  
Warmth slinks down every step        
So--  Invigorating 
Spur-like rays muster in long light
The wolves wait to howl
Soon--Bunch of flowers 
Huddle in with sunlit love
Luminous rave  

By; pd

by Daniel Turner |
Categories: feelings, love,

Soulmates

With a calm soothing look from your blue eyes
You invite me in to refresh my worth
And heal my wounds with your appealing mirth
A kiss from your lips leaves me satisfied
To desire no more, just be by your side
Tease my cheek with your feathery soft flirt
And I'll tie off my vessel at your berth
While your waves of kindness restore my pride
We'll take a walk on the beach holding hearts
Take a swim in the waters of desire
Drying our bare souls in the bright sun light
Never again will we let our paths part
Climbing love's mountain higher and higher
Then down the backside, to walk out of sight



  an original poem by the "poemdog" Daniel Turner

by Sarita Milliner |
Categories: april, celebration, change, freedom, future, life, spring,

Spring Cleaning

Spring Cleaning

Springtime is a chance to start your life anew,
Dust off your pride and change your attitude.
Bring forth the hidden treasures, of your heart,
Don’t worry about the past that tore you apart.
Let the fresh air cleanse your soul, body and mind,
Release the inhibitions that have kept you blind.
Love yourself, for who you are and what you can do,
Never worry about what others think, it all about you.
Embrace the earth elements and the comfort they bring, 
Sit back, relax, and enjoy the results, of your spring cleaning.   

Written : © 3/21/16
Deadline: 4/13/16 
Finalized: 3/24/16
Submitted for: Second Chance #3
Sponsored by: Broken Wings

by Liam Mcdaid |
Categories: betrayal, desire, earth, emotions, hate, love, lust,

Remains

Revenge sweet turning with hate
a brother rises striking blows 
landing hits brother in wicked deeds 
evilness within mans own soul

Cruelty crawling inside desires 
suffering greed of nations they plea 
Rise up against nations man at war 
tearing asunder God's creation 
People slowly murdering loveless

Pride a sinful act of violence 
laced with pain destroying pure love 
everything that once stood out housed peace
so fine cut beautiful, good sharing 
caring  free, in this one, big show rolls 

Keeps turning, the wheel of hope 
whom will speak, as we all become part 
of his heavenly dust in the end 
or  burning remains of hell's fire

by James Marshall Goff |
Categories: faith, , cute,

Sundown In Paradise

My blessing basket is heavy with heaven's gifts,
Tomatoes the size of my fist, eggplants so cute,
And fresh heirloom beans bursting with pride.

The sun, orange on the horizon, frames a pair of
Snowy Egrets above, wings folded in glide descent,
Angling towards their roost.

A solitary Cricket, at home in the cabbage patch,
seesaws a hypnotic greeting, then hushes
As I pass.

A Monarch Butterfly wisps past my head, enjoying
Nectar from scattered flowers. The scent of herbs,
Blossoms and love settles softly in my heart.

I know life can be hard, but this moment, just
This moment, I'm filled with such Grace from
God I only stand in humble gratitude.

by Winter Wallace |
Categories: angst, art, confusion, depression, forgiveness, inspirational, introspection, life, music, peace, visionary

Dear Me

Dear Me,

I need you to be stronger
I need you to never be afraid

swallow your pride,and your flight will be softer
tell her you love her,even if it hurts

Grab onto your dream and live it
Do not be afraid of the sun's divinity

Be better,love more, hold on.

Dear Me,

Enjoy every stop of the ride.
For when the train finally stops...we die

Until we witness the angels dance after final day...
Dear Me, hide your fears away

by Brian Strand |
Categories: childhood, life, love, passion, places, time

Rites of Passage

Remember the day
Apron strings loosed,untied
as maternal voices faltered and cried
Remember the day
When a soprano voice lost its elan
and a boy became a man
Remember the day
Peer pressure would not hide
and diffidence was replaced with pride
Remember the day
Desire,with warm whispers heard
questions,answered with just three words
Remember the day
Filled with joy and love
a union blessed from above
Remember the day
Holding a first-born,so wee
as two self-absorbed,became three
Remember the day
Trust was born-a-new
a changed life came into view
Remember the day
Genesis as a work of art
with gifts to share and impart
Remember the day

by Line Gauthier |
Categories: encouraging, future, growing up, life, love, mother, pride,

A Mother's Love

My child,
As you climb
Life’s journey
To the best of my ability
I will have your back
And steady your ladder
Always I will encourage you
So whenever you look back
You will see my smiling face
Supporting and proud
Cheering you on
Unwavering I will be
At the foot of your ladder



Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~A CHILD'S WORLD~ 2020

AP: 1st place 2020

Submitted on April 23, 2019 for contest THE SMILE AT THE FOOT OF A LADDER sponsored by CRAIG CORNISH

by Dion Bess |
Categories: lovepain, night, night,

Intense Feeling

Wit each line my soul drift away.
Heart still aching so each night I pray.
Life consume with pain veins fill with rage.
Mind still enslave.
Yet still standing tall until you put me in my grave.
Overwhelm with pride so i refuse to die.
So each night I am (smoking) levitating through the sky.
Conquer love can't you see the fire in my eyes.
Natural born leader but a king with you by my side.
Speaking the truth not uttering one lie.
Still feeling pain but my heart will never die.
Cause in your arms I will always be alive.
Making your pain mine the new Bonnie and Clyde

by Vince Suzadail Jr. |
Categories: friendship, love,

Only Your Eyes Were Blue

I can recall 
When we had it all
There was nothing we couldn't do
We were the best
Ahead of the rest
And only your eyes were blue
You stood by my side
Beaming with pride
Each morning we'd start anew
Searching our souls
Achieving our goals
And only your eyes were blue
We walked with a force 
We set our own course
Our courage, our passions were true
We answered the call
We conquered it all
And only your eyes were blue
Since you've been gone
I still carry on
Your memory sees me through
If there was a way
I'd go back there today
When only your eyes were blue.

by Robert L. Hinshaw |
Categories: love, wife,

Eternal Love

'Tis clear
My dear

You are
By far

My girl
A pearl

I fell
Pell mell

For you
To woo

First kiss
Pure bliss

Asked thee
On knee

Be bride
My pride

Said yea
Great day

Next thing
A ring

Now wife
For life

Three kids
Grandkids

She died
I cried

Love ya
Vera

POTD  9 Sep 2020

by Vince Suzadail Jr. |
Categories: thank you,

Freedom's Voice (For Our Troops)

We hear your voice across this nation
We send our love and admiration
Now standing in awe of what you do
We dedicate this day to you.

On nine eleven our world was torn
Only to rise, our strength reborn
An end to terror our only choice
And you became freedom's voice

Our country will not be intimidated
Terrorists will be eradicated
We stand behind you until the day
When you come home to the USA.

They destroyed two buildings side by side
They will never destroy American Pride
We the people, with our hearts we say
To our troops, Happy Valentine's Day.

by Line Gauthier |
Categories: family, history, pride, rose, tribute, women,

Genealogy Rose

Great grandmother Rosa Grandmother Maryrose And Mother Roseann Daughter April Rose Granddaughter Kayla Rose Granddaughter Ella Rose Love all my Roses // ¦¦ \\ // ¦¦ \\ // ¦¦ \\ // ¦¦ \\ ¦¦ ¦¦ ¦¦ ¦¦
AP: 3rd place 2021 Posted on October 13, 2019

by Panagiota Romios |
Categories: baseball, boy, grandmother, grandson, growing up, pride,

Little Man Grown









                                         Little Man Grown
                                            8/18/2023


                         Thirteen years ago, he picked up a bat!

                         In love, he knew where his future was at.

                         In Major League Baseball, you get it?

                         Six-feet, tall now, he can really, hit it!

                         But this Grandma, misses her little tyke, 

                         Who rode a tricycle and flew a silver kite.

                         He’ s a player on junior varsity these days.

                         And in other states, baseball with joy, plays!

by Terrell Martin |
Categories: animal,

That Soaring Spirit

A bald eagle landed in a tree,
right next door to me.
I heard his screech and saw his wings, 
unfolded wide as if a king.
Proclaiming his own mighty throne,
majestic, proud and all alone.
I thought how long he’s been revered,
by our nation and others for countless years.
I thought about his strength and pride,
perched up there before my eyes.   
As I stood watching his beauty, grace,
before again, he embraced that wild blue space.
Above, below, and all around,
he took to sky like love, unbound.  
Leaving me enraptured, to smile and stare,
at that soaring spirit 
moving ever higher, 
way up there.

by Eve Roper |
Categories: grief, love,

Changing Passed

Emotional depression had set in;
A world of calamity that grew dark.
The mystical light was stifling, nights stark,
Blessings of peace in a bottle of gin.

Dark wisp of wrath kindled a plea to flee.
Extinction of self as he walked with pride 
Through vast ocean tides, I became a bride.
Lull dream, a perfect soul-mate weaved forth, free.

Neath the still lingering velvet twilight
Holding a portrait of the two of us.
My mournful mind wanders without a fuss.
Sweet scent of love, my memories I write.

Quiet and peaceful with poetic love,
Tearful grief embraces you from above.

10/22/2023

by Agona Apell |
Categories: angel, girlfriend, happiness, love, marriage, romance,

The Proposal

We are all born angels but gradually grow
into men;
A few of us though do angels remain,
And you, golden you, are the like of them:
You whom Paradise led me to
And who leads me each day to Paradise;
Whom Fortune fished from my dreams to
lay by my side...
If you wish me love, wish me you,
And if I should make you happy, make me
hubby!

Then for a day you’ll be my bride
And forever my pride.
And side by side with hearts, sweat, & tears
entwined
We’ll each day labour at the blessed wheel
By whose fateful spins our home shall be 
steered
Towards destinies atop golden hills
That Heaven wills as our dwelling place.

by Jerry T Curtis |
Categories: love,

What Will It Be

There's a storm that we can't weather
There's a war that we can't win
But as long as we're together
We're together thick and thin
I know that you said things
I didn't like or understand
Then my reply would surely sting
Hot and dry like desert sand
So, I'll lay aside my pride
As you'll reach to hold my hand
Using love to be our guide
And respect to make our stand
'Cause there's a war that we can win
And a storm that we can't weather
Unless through thick and thin
We can learn to stick together